Directly threw him onto the Spiritual Fruit Tree behind her.
"You Bad People, why won’t you let stay in Mother’s arms!" Little Black Doll angrily shouted from behind. The little book and others sympathetically looked at the disgruntled and loudly shouting Little Black Doll on the Spiritual Fruit Tree. Indeed, the newcor didn’t understand the situation. Ever since the Demon King Di Minghan returned to Jiuli’s side, any beast attempting to stay in Mo Jiuli’s embrace would be tossed aside, even Baobao couldn’t escape...
Mo Jiuli snapped out of it and looked at Di Minghan’s rough behavior, utterly speechless about the man’s dominance!
Yet, wasn’t the Sword Spirit of the Cold Fox Sword she crafted too dark? Ahahahaha...
"Wife, how long do we have to stay here? There are too many people, dealing with them one by one is annoying!" Di Minghan looked dotingly and asked.
"We’ll leave tomorrow; our aim isn’t the Eight Domains anyway!" Mo Jiuli thought for a mont and said.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you!" Di Minghan said.
"Mother, I don’t want to contract with this man; he’s so bad!" Little Black Doll flew back into Mo Jiuli’s arms, glaring at Di Minghan discontentedly.
"Hehehe... Seems like your contract can’t be undone!" Mo Jiuli chuckled, looking at the little one. Though this little one’s pitch black, it’s absolutely adorable.
"Boohoo, why is Mother so adorable, and this man... father also so adorable yet annoying!" Little Black Doll hastily changed his tune upon seeing Di Minghan attempting to act.
Mo Jiuli couldn’t help but burst into laughter, feeling that with such a Sword Spirit, Di Minghan would indeed be very happy in the future...
Di Minghan frowned at Little Black Doll, contemplating how to dissolve the contract or completely get rid of this tiny creature; he felt he hardly needed a Sword Spirit, as his own power made even the Cold Fox Sword formidable without one...
Little Black Doll sensed Di Minghan’s thoughts, instantly becoming timid, and flung himself into Mo Jiuli’s arms, wailing: "Wu wu wu wu, Mother, Father wants to kill , woo woo, woo woo woo, Mother save ..."
Mo Jiuli...
"Alright, stop crying, don’t worry, as long as I’m here he won’t kill you!" Mo Jiuli rubbed her temples, speechless.
Then, she looked speechlessly at Di Minghan, wondering what was on his mind to scare the Sword Spirit like that...
"Embarrassing, if you cry again I’ll really get rid of you!" Di Minghan threatened.
"Wu wu, I’m not crying!" Little Black Doll said aggrievedly, initially thinking he was the most formidable, not expecting Mother’s husband to be so powerful.
Although having such a strong Master made him very satisfied, he wasn’t pleased that the Master wouldn’t let him stay close with Mother! After all, Mo Jiuli crafted him and he was made with her blood, naturally making him closest to Mo Jiuli, thus he called her Mother...
It seed Little Black Doll thought of sothing, his eyes brightened as he inwardly spoke to Di Minghan: "Father, don’t be so stern with ! I have good news for you. When Mother was crafting , she added a drop of her own blood, so besides Mother being the one who made , I actually have a contract with her too. If you contract with , it’s indirectly like contracting with Mother, so you can’t kill , or Mother will suffer Recoil and get hurt..."
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